Exodus.

Yes Blogger...you are an old bag (lady) to me now.


Yes that's right. I'm leaving blogger. I've met a new girl. Her name is Wordpress. We call her WP for short. She's dope...and she's already having my BlogBabies (not to be confused with my real Baby).She's fertile like that. We have an open (source) relationship....and did I mention she's flexible too. Full package. I know what you're thinking *sigh* "Some men have all the luck."

But since you're prolly not into innuendo laced geek eroticism, prolly not. Bottom line is, I'll still be a blogger...just not on, err blogger.

holl.er at ya boy

Mac Genius?

The following post is 100% geek certified:

I'm feeling rather accomplished these days. Not because of the tons of projects that are finally seeing the light of day - but I hacked open not one but TWO Macs recently - and lived to tell the tale. I'm no slouch when it comes to building and or fixing a computer, but Macs have to be the most tightly designed when it comes to layout and design. Those aesthetics aren't easy to come by - each component is snuggly packed and related to the next. You take out one part, you're taking out ten. Fortunately, all those years playing "Operation" paid off.

First I was able to recover a drive that I thought was dead ages ago. Benefit? Hours of footage saved, and a reason to build my internal storage up to nearly 1 terabyte. In the words of Michael Gardner "Ballin. Ass."

Secondly, well Val dropped her laptop...again. This time it wasn't as simple as fixing the DC power input...or reseating the CPU (yea that was *real fun*). This time the LCD cracked with a pretty little flowery pattern that rendered all 15" of beauty useless. How much would it cost to repair via Apple. $1,000. Actual cost when you have a Mac Genius on tap = $300. And to top it off I added a nice snazzy neon green touch to the backlight on the cover. Call it Granny Apple. Maybe I'll start a company "Pimp your Mac". Nah - nevermind apparently its been done.

Muh.Sin.Ahhhhhhhhhhhh

I don't blog much - but that's in part because there is rarely anyone that inspires me to blog. Not today. Straight inspiring sounds like a fresh breath of air from Musinah.

Credit to MJ Zilla who was speculating, then raving about Muhsinah before anyone else I know. In fact she was the only person I knew that was raving about her - but she's usually ahead of the curb like that. Said conversation went like so:

Sometime in 2005/06
Mec: "So who do you think she sounds like?"

Me: "Black Bjork"

Mec: "You so ignorant."

Me: "Nah, I'm just kiddin. Georgia Anne Muldrow. 100% - what's wrong with Black Bjork? That swan shit was dope."

Mec: "Yep - and nope."

Me: "Methinks someone is bitin'...but who...who came out first?"

Mec: "Nah, I don't think its like that."

Me: "Aight, but seriously how in the hell can you have two chics on some ethereal self production shit - both sounding equally sublime. I mean what are the chances?"

Mec: "Go to her myspace. You listened to 'Millions' yet?"

Me: "Oop! ok. I see now - Muhsinah's loops more repetitive

Mec: "Construction?!? - What?

Me: " More hip hop, not quite tho - damn when she comin out?!

Mec: "I'msayin!"

Not that being compared to Georgia Anne Muldrow is a bad thing...in fact it's a great compliment to any contemporary artist, since most people don't have that level of command for creativity. But the downside is you have to stake your identity and fight being pigeonholed or as a "biter". But as soon as that first clap, loop, and/or sample hits you its clear Muhsinah's sound is exquisitely her own. Channeling her inner DillajeedLib (you figure it out) Muhsinah creates her own lush mesh of drums and claps, and *actually plays instruments*. You know those things that either belong to the string, woodwind, percussion, or brass family? To quote Muhsinah "I found a harp that I liked and I used that". Seriously how many cats you know just find a harp through some form of divine intervention and just rock it into a lovely opening track (see "A.M.") or nonchalantly work nice latin jazz groove intro for head nodder like "Only and Always"?

Oh and she sings too (see "Millions"). Basically a surreal/ethereal concoction and infinite source of inspiring samples, loops, vocals, and anything else she chooses to weave. Even more tantalizing the transitions and snippets between tracks which could make for an interesting mashup with a rumored 08' release coming.

So fast forward 1.5 years. Muhsinah's out. Album is Day.Break. On Mec's label. How Mec sees and thenceforth controls the future I have not the slightest fuckin idea. Is "thenceforth" a word? I dunno, but all 27.3 minutes of Day.Break have been playing in my iTunes, iPods, and iCars an uncounted number of rotations. Seriously if you're not breaking your days open with Day.Break...well to be frank, sh*tty day for you.

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I'm just sayin

I need that new J* on deck. Yea, yea I got the .mp3's - so what? I need CD - don't you realize the 90's are in? What the fuck Imma do with a .mp3? I can't even feel that shit yo. J* gonna have to do like En Vogue "and give me something I can feel".

In other news I'm gonna have to take an "L" On Radiohead's new "In Rainbows" and get that joint digital...somehow I don't know if I've got $82 USD in discretionary funds for the physical copy.

Don't hate

I am so coming up with my own ghetto rigged version of this shirt. $32 bones for some bullshit iron-on looking text? C'mon. If you actually was in the babymaking business instead of trying to get money - you'd know $32 for a witty but technically unsophisticated tee shirt is not only unjustifiable - but is also majorly dipping in your Similac/College Fund. I got movies to make. And kids to raise. I'll let you know when I pull a Beyonce and "upgrade" this to a $10 joint.Real.Talk.

F.I.L.A

Sometimes i cannot believe my damn life.

Ok. So yesterday I'm leaving work - listening to the "Throw Some D's" rmx feat. Andre 3000 - really Andre's verse only cause the rest are str8 garbage in comparison. Anyhow, Loooong day at work, heading home to my baby and my lady and guess who I figuratively bump into?



Beside feeling like bursting into a chorus of "southernplayalisticcadillacfunkymuzick" like a giddy school girl I got at least a smidget of composure about myself...

Me: Folk, how you livin? So you trynna give us a Kast album, solo album, Jimi, and Sammy? When you gonna rest man?

3000: Laughed - Good well, yea y'now that's kinda what's up now. But maybe keep ya eyes open man...

Me: Aight man! Take care folk.

3000: Aight, you too.

Not that that that wasn't a hella brief 15 second exchange or that you don't see members of the Dungeon Family in Atlanta on the regular - but i'm so geeked, I just met another one my fav "hometown heroes" EVER, and dude was "Ice Cold". I'm not a huge star struck person but damnit my camera and entire outkast collection is coming to work with me everyday from here on out.

Retrospect for life/ "To name the word best describing my life/to name my daughter/ my strength..."

I'm a daddy. It's the shiznizzle. Nuff Said.

Its a nonstop ZoZilla Zoo

Do you really know what time it is?

Clearly this "Flavor of Love" thing is going way too far

So I've been ruminating over this festival that's coming to my place of work next month. Iranian Film Today seems to be a really interesting festival - if for nothing else its timeliness as another chance to look into a society that we are tinkering on engaging one-sided warfare with. You really hope that those who are sipping the war inducing kool-aid would even be wise enough to rethink just what the position of the United States when it respects to its role in perpetuating violence worldwide. Somebody send make GW watch this festival - he probably could learn a thing or two about a country... this time preferably before he bombs it.